Good Meets Bad

Jasmine Wells: 19, virgin, good girl thats rough around the edges, never drank, never smoked.

Harry Styles: 19, bad boy, sexual, seductive, drinks, smokes.

What happens when these two cross paths?


6. Chapter 5


I walked out of the shop and into the car where Niall was waiting for me.

"Hey Haz. Get any action or did she push you off again?" He said laughing like it was fucking funny.

"Mm-mm. I grinded the shit out of her. You should've heard her moaning. Sexiest sound ever."

He looked at me with a blank face.

"As much moans as you've heard, Harry. As much moans as you've heard."

I glanced back into the coffee shop and saw her still against the wall looking shocked. I smirked to my myself. I froze her. I started the car and pulled out of the car park.

"So are you goin to Hot Spot tonight? Me and Liam want to, but everyone else is being an ass and won't go."

I smirked again.

"Sure, I'll go."

"Haz, why is your face like that? You look creepy as fuck."

"Guess who works there?"

He thought for a minute and then his eyes widened and he looked at me.

"No fucking way dude! Are you following her?"

"No! Me and Jake went there last night and saw her. I swear I had no idea!"

"Mmhmm. You probably followed her home last night." He joked.

I stayed quiet at that statement. Niall was waiting for me to laugh, but once he realized what I meant, he eyes widened and his mouth dropped open.

"You followed her home?!" He exclaimed.

"She doesn't know I did!"

"That doesn't matter!"

"How does it not matter?!"

"You're stalking her Harry!"

I shut up at that sentence. I am stalking her. What the fuck? I've never done that before. I usually just forget about girls when they don't want me, which rarely ever happens. But she doesn't want me, and somehow, it draws me to her.

"Haz, you okay there? You look like you're thinkin pretty hard."

"Yeah. Yeah I'm fine." We pulled up at our alley where everybody else was. "I gotta go home for a minute and change. She made me jizz in my pants."

He started laughing really hard. Anything makes this kid laugh.

"Alright. You gonna come back or you gonna go back to Starbucks?" He asked me.

I thought about it.

"I don't know. If I don't come back, I'm probably at Starbucks." I said.

He nodded his head and got out the car. I drove off to my flat, still thinkin of a way to get in her pants.


"Ok, sir. That'll be 6.43." I said to a customer while smiling. He gave me the money and I gave him his change. "Have a nice day."

"You have a blessed day." He smiled and left.

This time, I genuinely smiled. That was sweet of him.

"Jasmine!" My boss called.

"Coming!" I went to the back and walked in his office. "Yes?"

"What is this?" He pointed to the camera tape.

I looked at it and it showed when Harry was dry humping me against the wall.

"I-I-I-I didn't know h-he would d-do th-that sir."

"That doesn't matter. From the looks of it, you didn't try stopping him. You know this can't be happening here. What if someone was to walk in and see that?"

"I-I don't know, sir. But I'm really sorry. It won't happen again."

He shook his head at me.

"I'm sorry, but I can't have that here. I don't know if you'll ever do that again, and I'm not a man of second chances. I'm sorry, but we'll have to let you go." He said.

My mouth dropped open.

"What?!" I shrieked. "Why?! It was his fault!!"

"Yes, but like I said before, you made no effort to get him off."

"He was holding me there! You saw how built he was! How was I supposed to push him off?!"

"Jasmine, this conversation is over. Go. Now."

"Dick." I spat at him and left.

I stormed out of the shop with my nametage left on the counter. I got into El's car, slamming the door on the way in. I drove home angrily, swearing under my breath as I did so. I pulled into the driveway, snatched the keys out of the ignition, and got out of the car, making sure to slam the door. I angrily got into the house, slamming that door too.

"Jas. Stop slamming doors." I heard El whine.

"Sorry its just, I hate him soooo much more now!"

"Hate who?"

"Harry! He fucking got me fired!!"

"How?" She asked.

I got angry just thinking about it, but I told her anyway. After that, she had a shocked look on her face.

"That douchebag! I knew there was something about him! I knew it! You seriously need to stay away from him!"

"How can I?! He follows me everywhere! He figured out my name and where I work in 1 day! How am I supposed to avoid him?!" I was so frustrated to the point where my head started hurting. "I'm gonna take a nap." I said and headed upstairs.

I flopped on my bed and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.


I woke up and it was almost time for my shift at the bar. I groaned and got out of bed, heading for the shower. Once I was done with that, I dried off and went to my dresser. I pulled on a pair of white lace panties. I looked through my closet, finally deciding on a short tight white dress that showed a bit of cleavage.

I did my makeup (A/N: Just look in the picture. Its in there.) and curled my hair. I slipped on my black pumps and headed downstairs.

"El! I'm leaving!" I shouted.

"Hold on! I'm coming!" She yelled and I heard her coming down. "Ok I'm ready." She said.


We arrived at the bar and I calmed my mood down so I wouldn't take it out on customers. Again, the other bartender already left so I started wiping off the counter again. I went down to the cellar to get more beers and stuff so I won't have to come back down again. I started re-stacking the shelves when I saw a very familiar face that I never wanted to see again.


The nerve of that dick. He won't fucking leave me alone, and because of that, he got me fired from Starbucks. Wouldn't you just love to be me? He started walking over to me with a big smirk smacked on his face. He wasn't alone though. Niall and some guy with a short brown quiff were with him.

"Who're you starin at?" El asked and turned around. She saw who I was staring at and turned back to me. "Just ignore him."

"Kinda hard to do." I muttered and he sat in a stool right in front of me.

"Hey babe." He said with that stupid smirk.

"Go to hell." I spat at him.

He looked taken back, but at the same time amused.

"What did you do to her?" The guy with the brown quiff questioned Harry.

"I don't remember doing anything wrong, unless she counts how I made her moan uncontrollably in Starbucks earlier." He said, trying to sound cool.

"Damn Harry, never a dull moment huh?" Niall said.

"Never." He said with a devilish grin. "Anyway, can I get a beer?"

"Yeah, and I'll smash it on your head too." I muttered under my breath.

By this time, Eleanor was talking to some guy, obviously flirting and half drunk. I turned around to grab Harry a beer and turned back to him.

"Enjoy." I said with an obviously fake smile.

"Thanks." He nodded.

"Jasmine!" Eleanor called.

"Yeah?" I replied while walking over there.

"Ya know, I have the perfect solution to your Harry problem." She slurred slightly.

"What can that be?"

"Take a drink. It'll get your mind off things." She slid a glass of Apple Martini towards me.

"No. You know I don't drink." I said with a disgusted look on my face.

"Oh, come on. Live a little. Besides, its just one drink and it'll make you feel better."

I shook my head.

"No. I don't drink, El."

"Just one sip." She said.

"Fine. Just to shut you up." I raised the glass to my lips and took a small sip.

The taste of it made my mouth numb. I mean, I like the fruity taste, but I could do without the alcohol. But I liked it, so I took another sip. With every sharp sting to my throat, my head got a bit dizzier. I saw Harry at the corner of my eye with an evil smirk on his face. I turned my head to fully look at him and he turned his head to pretend he was talking to Niall. When I looked back, Eleanor was gone. What the hell? I guess she left with that guy. I set the now empty glass down and made my way to my usual spot.

"Can I get another beer? And a Malibu Bay Breeze." Harry said.

Without a word, I passed him a beer and started on the drink he requested. I turned back to him and slid the drink over to him, but he pushed it away.

"I don't want it."

"Why not? You asked for it." I said, slurring a bit.

He smirked at me.

"Its for you." He slid it back over to me.

"Thanks, but I don't want it."

"Yes you do. Go ahead and try it." He urged on.

I don't know why, but I listened to him and took a large gulp of the drink.



Before any of us knew it, Jasmine was on her 5th drink and falling all over the place. She couldn't even really make the drinks properly so I had to help her with that.

"Do you want me to drive you home?" I asked her, getting really tired of me having to catch her before she hits the floor.

"Ok." She started giggling uncontrollably.

We stumbled towards the door, mostly her stumbling, into the car park. I put her into the back seat of the car and layed her down and she was still giggling.


After about 10 or 15 minutes, give or take a few, we arrived at her house. I walked her to her porch and searched her for her keys. Luckily for me, they were stored in her boobs. Score! I opened the door and carried her bridal style up the stairs and to her room.

In the least perverted way possible, I stripped her down to her panties and layed her on her bed. The best part was that she wasn't even wearing a bra. Another score!

One side of me thought to slip into her while she was drunk, but then I remembered she was still a virgin. But looking at her laying down, I couldn't help myself to pleasure her in some way. I got on top of her and kissed her from her neck down to her navel. She was still giggling and that made it kind of cute.

I got to the elastic of her panties and slipped them off with my teeth. When they got to her thighs, I used my hands to take them off completely and spread her legs open. I went to her folds and started kissing it softly and she arched her back, begging for more. Her cute little giggles turned into moans now.

In the heat of the moment, I attacked her pussy with my tongue, slowly thrusting my tongue in and out of her while her moans got louder and louder. I felt her fingers lace through my curls, softly pulling on them while my name left her lips repeatedly. I sucked on her clit while slowly pumping my index finger in and out of her which made her fist my curls and shove me in even more.

I smirked against her pussy. I knew she wasn't innocent. I spread her legs more, making the pleasure for her unbearable. As soon as I started curling my finger inside of her, she started screaming my name even louder than before, if possible.

"H-Harry! Yes! Right there!" She moaned loudly.

I hummed on her pussy to send vibrations up her body, increasing her pleasure. I stuck another finger in her and pumped them in and out, going as fast as I can while curling my fingers.

"Fuck yeah!! Harry!!" She moaned.

I sucked harder on her clit and that was enough to send her over the edge. She came all over my fingers while screaming my name and I licked all her juices up, making sure to get every last drop. When I was done, I crawled back up to her so I was eye-level with her and kissed her, making her taste herself.

"Did you enjoy that, baby?" I said huskily when I pulled away.

She nodded her head, obviously speechless.

"Good. Because next time, I won't hold back on fucking you."

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